Monday, July 20, 2009
On a cool July day...
Such weather demands praise and respect. It should be expected that one not neglect such grace, or that you do so at your own risk. A sacrificial offering of a walk in the park, perhaps, or along a stream or by the riverside, lost in the loving shade of a grove of trees.
Donna and I worshiped at the park on Sunday. Hallelujah, what a glorious green day! The rabbits were all out, enjoying the day and refused to believe any harm could come their way, allowing me to approach within just a few feet of them before they scampered away.
The bird sanctuary was alive with song and praise and the trees all waved their branches with ecstatic whispered shouts.
My one complaint is that this was an urban park and I could still hear the sound of the Devil Automobeel. That constant growl and hiss is a cancer to my soul, scraping at my insides like an angry rust determined to eat me alive.
"Satan, get thee behind me!"
Nonetheless, Donna and I were able to enjoy the rhapsody of Creation on a short walk through Eden.
Enjoy cool summer days without fail, without delay. Such gifts are short-lived and soon-forgotten. The glory found is life-giving and certain to lead to resurrection for those with eyes to see and ears to hear.